Personality has determined that I am mildly sentimental. Home to me is not a place that I eat and sleep in, it's a place that I physically and mentally belong to. Being independent and raising my own family and my own home but deep in my soul, there is a forever home that no place can replace. As long as parents alive the forever home exists for children to return. This tearing feeling tortures me every now and then. Seemly the most common topic【home】, almost everyone has, turned to a heavy one to me. More than half way down the road of the 【家home】event I still have no idea about how to say, I mean I am pretty overwhelmed, too much to do, don't know how to start.
I saw this piece from Internet, might also grab your interest.
"However, we have never seriously thought about how long can we stay with our parents after you graduate and live in a different place or ever abroad.
That is the time left for people at their thirtieth. For me? I dare not to count... ....
I appologize for bringing a heavy topic at the New Year's Eve.
Certainly , I have home like :
“Home is the starting place of love, hope and dreams.”
“The magic thing about home is that it feels good to leave,
and it feels even better to come back.”
There is no place better than home.